Antisocial Behaviour

Cute Hello Kitty Gummies! *yum*

If there is no other time to lose your phone, it would be today. Why? Because it was a wonderful do-nothing-but-lie-in-bed day. But yours truly was pestered enough to go out for dinner. I only have myself to blame.

Hello! I really am not up to no good... *clenched teeth*

I went out last night with the Glaswegian Hong Kee and his parents and his parents' friends *eye roll*. I know... It is self-inflicted. But he claimed it was his birthday, so I have to show face right? Besides, I am a nice person who entertains the attentions of friends and I can't be rude to old people who invite me for food. I like food. So I got another round of the parents' friends asking me what I do etc, but the guy's parents were full of cantonese praises for me and my abilities. I can't help being perfect eh? Hahaha... His parents were nudging him to bring me out for a walk along the promenade in Victoria Park citing that it's really beautiful at night. So we went to Lan Kwai Fong for some cocktails instead. It's not everyday I get a drinking buddy! :) I tell you, the guys here are desperate or what? Even with a guy standing next to me, other guys were coming up to chat me up. I have never seen such absurd behaviour. But then this is Hong Kong. The last guy the girls' tried to chat up was probably gay.
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I woke up in the afternoon and was happily curled up in my fleece throw on my sofa with a good book as such days go when the banker decided to bug me for dinner. To cut a long story short, I went out and either :

a) dropped my phone in the bus after I called him to say I was stuck in a traffic jam
b) dropped my phone on my way to the MTR
c) someone slipped into my unzipped bag and took my phone in the MTR.

It is most likely to be C as I checked my seat as I left the bus and didn't fiddle with my stuff on my way to the MTR. But my bag is hard to get into as the top is very tight. Oh well, I am just annoyed I lost the charm Nithia sent me for my birthday. I also lost some phone numbers but since I am anti-social anyway the only number I probably need is the number of my masseuse and Krispy Kreme on speeddail. I also lost Ra's London address, Osbert's Newcastle address, Crispin's New York address and my home address.

Anyways, I managed to find the banker as I knew which restaurant we were going to, and I managed to get a new SIM card. He tried calling the phone but it was already switched off which confirmed Option C. The phone was stolen. It's not an expensive phone but it means I have the hassle of buying a new one. We went to look at some and I will check some more out tomorrow. Oh well, I guess meeting friends for a tea party is out of the question tomorrow afternoon. I have to find a phone AND a freaking 50 dollar Christian-y present. How? I only know how to buy chocolates, perfume and diamonds.

Christmas Dinner

My hoard of presents.

I am shaken that this would happen in Hong Kong. In most big cities we don't blink an eye to it, but I have probably been too comfortable with the knowledge that security is good here I don't take enough care. It is a reminder that we should always watch our backs. On a lighter note, my ex-flatmate told me that people are honest here, and would hand stuff in. So I am going to try my luck.

To give my mother hope, I dress nicely at Christmas and Chinese New Year.

Podiatrists at Christmas